Hey nigritos, what's happening? It's a Tuesday morning and everything's peachy. "Why the chipper disposition Zed?" Well, I'll tell you, munkees, I just pulled an all-nighter up in Batshit's guts. Yeah, I know. But she's the only game in town, kinda like the Packers in Green Bay. My boy used to tell me "Crazy pussy is the best." I laughed and laughed. Now look at me. I'm really looking forward to hittin' again.
I neglected to tell y'all that this weekend my ex-girlfriend, "Thelma", came to visit. She looks like "baby girl" from Good Times only better if you can fathom that. She and I parted on very good terms when we broke up. As I was job seeking all over the country at the end of last year, Thelma broke up with me because she didn't think I was committed to our relationship. Apparently I didn't consult her properly in pursuit of my scrilla around the globe. We're still cool and yes, we still fuck. I stayed with her the last time I was in Detroit, but Aunt Flo was visiting so no haps.
One issue I had with her but was never a relationship killer is that she is a boring fuck. I mean boring. I have been around the block once or twice but she is sleep inducing in the sack. But she was gorgeous, so you put up with shit to be with a broad like that. Currently, I'm not in a position to turn down Confederate pussy, so I kept my dick in her for the weekend. Thelma would have to do.
Batshit was out of town this weekend. She got back yesterday. I picked her up from the airport, took her to the crib and banged out. All night. Wild, uninhibited shit. Broke a bed, two tables, an ironing board and a vacuum. My dick's still throbbing, like a damn heartbeat. Outstanding.
My question is: Is it better to keep fucking with the sane, beautiful, sack-corpse or the insane, insatiable, cute, cock-demon? I know y'all go through similar shit and all y'all munkees got opinions, so help a nigga out.
Hypocritically Consistent,
KZ
I neglected to tell y'all that this weekend my ex-girlfriend, "Thelma", came to visit. She looks like "baby girl" from Good Times only better if you can fathom that. She and I parted on very good terms when we broke up. As I was job seeking all over the country at the end of last year, Thelma broke up with me because she didn't think I was committed to our relationship. Apparently I didn't consult her properly in pursuit of my scrilla around the globe. We're still cool and yes, we still fuck. I stayed with her the last time I was in Detroit, but Aunt Flo was visiting so no haps.
One issue I had with her but was never a relationship killer is that she is a boring fuck. I mean boring. I have been around the block once or twice but she is sleep inducing in the sack. But she was gorgeous, so you put up with shit to be with a broad like that. Currently, I'm not in a position to turn down Confederate pussy, so I kept my dick in her for the weekend. Thelma would have to do.
Batshit was out of town this weekend. She got back yesterday. I picked her up from the airport, took her to the crib and banged out. All night. Wild, uninhibited shit. Broke a bed, two tables, an ironing board and a vacuum. My dick's still throbbing, like a damn heartbeat. Outstanding.
My question is: Is it better to keep fucking with the sane, beautiful, sack-corpse or the insane, insatiable, cute, cock-demon? I know y'all go through similar shit and all y'all munkees got opinions, so help a nigga out.
Hypocritically Consistent,
KZ
7 comments:
@MsMel
Very observant, you dirty, dirty girl.
KZ
All I know is I am VERY jealous of Batshit right now! DAMN!
Again Zed, use protection. You can only learn from your own mistakes. Enjoy it.
Zed, Zed, Zed... what about teaching beautiful, sane Thelma to be more adventurous in sex? But as MsMel said, you're just gonna keep doing 'em both. Be careful...
this is your boy the "the other K" I will tell you to keep hittin "batshit" but watch out because they will go crazy on you (I had two batshits in my life) and keep on screwing "babygirl" when you get back to the "D"
As your longest and (had better be) one of your DEAREST friends.... lemme say this...
Ahem...*is this mike on*.... NIGGA!! KNEE-GRO. MONKEY-BALLS! You KNOW you ain't NEVER gon be satisfied by Thelma EVER again.....it's the thrill of the chase for your ass at this point! And as was said before, be careful. I SHO don't wanna get a call from Herman Keifer (hey is that place still even open???) saying "uh, yes ma'am,we have your friend 'monkeyballs' here with a SCATHING case of jock itch/testicle psoriasis AND the clap....please notify his parents that he'll be in quarantine for the duration".
I ain't trying to get that call bruh. HA HA HA!!
But...back to the lecture...You KNOW them lil demons.....the ones we speak of so frequently....when they fade...they're gone....such is the case with Thelma. Your psyche is trying to convince the rest of you that 'maybe it's possible to be good with Thelma' cuz it's the "right thang" to do. Even if you DO continue to bang her guts...let go of the happily ever after POSSIBILITY. Dun deal son.
be easy slutmonkey....
It seems that we've both taken the same turn. You know what I'm going to say...DO IT! DO IT! DO IT! Do it to your heart's content. I'm done preaching-I don't heed my own advice.
So go forth and FUCK! :-)
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